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Rake (Clamming?) at the History Museum in Southampton, Long Island

An old, abandoned hay rake, looks kind of like it's been trying to help with my shelter-in-place hair.

With a lot of character. Fall is coming; ready for service.

Built in the early 19th century Rakes Mill Pond was the brainchild of Jarman Rakes. Rakes Mill Pond is a dammed up pond and creates a swamp similar to what a beaver dam would do. The pond is located just past Mile Marker 163 going south on the Blue Ridge Parkway. You can pull out and park on site. Walk down to the dam and put your hand in the water. You will see a 15 foot water fall.

Lots of leaves to rake. No time for a break!

Old hoe and rake leaning against a fence in my parents' garden.

There was always a whole lot of raking to do in my parents' yard.

These raked, facing platforms are seen right across the Mayan world and are believed to be part of a game, a ball court - the Mayan version of tennis, perhaps, or volleyball. However, it's not clear if the Maya ever created a ball, a bouncing ball, or any sort of ball and personally I reckon the game was played with human heads.

October 23: Project 365 day 2, take 2

 

This rake will probably remain in this position, but who knows when I will try to tackle the back yard task.

 

3 exposure hdr to not lose the detail in either the shadows or the light.

Sunnyvale, CA

Early morning beach preparation.

Early morning beach preparation.

With the official start of spring comming up next week, it's probably about time I start unloading the rest of my winter pics. Found this old farm equipment hanging out in a field in Maine. I really like the constrast of the rusty metal with the white snow and blue sky.

 

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I was out raking leaves today and it occurred to me that I haven’t seen anyone using a rake in years. While I whooshed leaves with my rake, all around me I heard that annoying leaf blower sound. I really appreciate the quietness of raking.

ya know, just raking the leaves

...this is in the city of Livonia, Michigan of all places hidden in a wooded area between neighborhoods. In the turn of 1900's a farm was once in this area. Apparently the hay rake had been discarded in this ravine; and over the years; this tree grew around it; along with the city.

The Montana Theatre was built in 1936. The seating configuration is a long narrow layout with a regular raked floor in the front 2/3 of the auditorium, with stadium-style seating in the back. The walls are covered in cloth tapestries which are all original, along with many of the lighting fixtures in the auditorium and lobby.

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Grove Rake, December 2008, 16 valves open road, top of the headstock, ilford XP2 neg film, etc etc

The Tortured Artist

 

Jonathan after the taping of of his and Seth's comedy podcast, Uhh Yeah Dude, at the Andy Dick Experimental Black Box Theater in Hollywood.

Used by the Amish in Hardin County, Ohio.

A small pub serving all kinds of wonderful beers by Borough Market. There was a pub on this site until the early-20th century (probably the same building it looks like), though it was a cafe when converted to the Rake. (Older photo of it from 2008.)

 

Address: 14 Winchester Walk (formerly Winchester Street).

Former Name(s): The King's Head; The Old King's Head; The King's Head.

Owner: Utobeer.

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He's collecting coins thrown into the fountains by visitors.

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Nikkormat FTn + Nikkor 50mm 1:1.4

f/5.6 x 1/125

Kodak Ektachrome Slide Duplicating film @ iso 25

Cross processed in Unicolor C-41

Girvan Beach, Ayrshire, Scotland

Rake Yohn of CKY

 

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What's a tench rake I hear you ask? Well. It's thrown into a lake to rake up the bottom so the fish (tench) become intrigued and investigate. This one is uniquely fashioned by it's owner with extra lead strips fixed to it.

In the middle of shunting a QUBE Harefield rake, GL110 pauses for a moment.

How I spent my glamorous Saturday afternoon.

needs to be large.

 

I saw this couple raking hay at about 6 o'clock in the evening near Bialystok in the Eastern Region of Poland.

 

I stopped to take this and some other photographs and talk to them. They were 74 years old and had been working in the hot sun since 9 o'clock. We talked in my limted Polish about their small field and their concern with its future after they died. Like many people from Polish villages, their son had left to go to find work in Warsaw where he now lived and would not return to tend the field and live in a village in a small house.

 

I was touched by the simple, but hard life this couple had lived and by the sense I had of their closeness. I wondered what would happen when one of them died.

 

This was two years ago and I often think of them as I look at this photograph that hangs in my office. I feel honored to have captured this and to have preserved some of it far away as I continue my own life in a much more priviliged world.

The stumps have gone. A lawn will take their place. Maybe. One day. 05.04.11

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